This is a story idea that has annoyed me since last year and I haven't been able to get it out of my head. Consider this a Pilot chapter, if it entertains you and you guys demand more, then sure I'll continue to write it. However Team of Two, for those of you who follow that story, is still my No.1 Priority.

Basically I wrote this to be a One-Shot challenge Fic at first, because I was kind of tired of reading all the Naruto/Percy Jackson stories that featured Naruto coming into the world of PJ and basically owning everyone. Whether he's a son of a god/goddess, whether he has had kids with them, or whether or not he's just there to kick ass, it always seems to be about Naruto, and don't get me wrong, i love that shit lol. I just from time to time, want to read something a little different that isn't so, Naruto-eccentric. So basically if you feel up to it, and feel like you could do a good job on a story that focuses around these characters, then feel free to take this idea! Please! Haha.

Anyway, this is a bit of a cliche starting, but considering i wrote this chapter at 3.a.m, I honestly couldn't care less haha. Grammatical errors and spelling errors aside, this is a pilot chapter, and possibly will be remade some time in the future, if it gets good feedback.

Dashing through the trees at a panicked pace, the small six year old ran for his life. The monsters were chasing his delicious scent, waiting for him to tire out so they could finish him early. Nothing made any sense anymore in Percy's mind, nothing really mattered anymore, he was going to die and there was nothing he could do to change this traumatic fate that was dawning upon him.

He didn't exactly know where he was running to, all that he knew was that there was an instinct telling him to run and not stop running until he was completely out of sight and out of mind, and in here, he wasn't nearly as close to escaping these shadowy creates as monsters converged on him left and right.

His mind briefly drifted back to the hurtful two weeks since this all started, that faithful day two weeks ago where he lost everything in a single moment. His mother was driving him to school, and he was listening to his music like every other day. He didn't like going to school, he thought it was unnecessary for him anyway since he had already been expelled from two, and he was only six years old!

However, one moment it was peaceful in the car then, next minute the car was rolling causing Percy's vision to falter and the adrenaline to rush into his veins as the car was upturned in the middle of the road. Blood seeped down Percy's forehead as he turned to his mother slowly. She was unconscious, eyes closed while her entire body seemed to have glass from both the windshield and her side window all over her.

They were hit by a truck that had sped through a red light and collided with them accidentally, but Percy felt something that day, he felt something off and since he was still such a young boy, he never knew what to think of it. It felt strange, it felt overpowering to the point where it dazed him just thinking about it.

Anyway that's how he ended up in this situation in the first place. Things started to get hectic fast, and no sooner than he found out that his mother had passed away, he found himself on the run from the orphanage he was placed in within two days of his arrival!

From scavenging food to battling off strange looking creatures with nothing but an overly large stick. Percy was forced to fight for his life in a world he had never thought existed in his wildest imagination. A world where reality seemed to bend around him, and when this happened, more monsters would come. What was even worse was that he seemed to be the only person that was capable of seeing them!

As he ran through the forest that encase and closed around him, the darkness of the sky sealing his vision from what it should have been, Percy found that his hope of survival was slipping and it was slipping faster than he could attempt to grasp and keep hold of it.

In his state of panic, he tripped over a root and face planted on the soil. Percy held his now bloody nose as it seemed to stream out of his nose like a water fall. Percy tried to get up but found a something large and sharp had pinned him down. He managed to turn his head to see a couple of hell hounds licking their lips hungrily.

Percy struggled and thrashed about on the ground, desperately trying to find a way to escape from his current situation, but after a few moments, he found that the hell hounds seemed to be amused by this. The fact that their prey was so easily caught and the fact that it was still struggling obviously seemed to amuse them.

Percy managed to roll over only to have an extremely large, not to mention heavy hell hound pounce onto his stomach, forcing the young demigod to exhale all his remaining air out of his lungs, effectively choking him. Percy closed his eyes and brought his hands up to shield his face from the oncoming jaws of death as the hell hound opened its mouth to devour him.

In a split second, the weight from Percy was removed and the young raven haired boy sucked in a breath as he coughed and spluttered. He rolled to his side and gently opened his eyes to find that a fox, easily the size of a horse, had tackled the hell hounds off of him and was currently engaging the other six or seven hell hounds that had been chasing the boy with relative ease.

One after another, the hell hounds dropped to golden dust as the fox turned its head to its next target and easily ripped it to shreds. The strange thing about this fox was not its size in comparison to the hell hounds, but its tail, or tails. It had four long orange fox tails waving around, acting like whips to whatever tried to attack it from behind.

A few seconds later, the hell hounds were nothing but a pile of golden dust, being swept away from the midnight breeze and carried far, far away by the trees of the forest. The fox turned to the downed demigod with a look of sympathy and sadness as it slowly walked over to the child.

"What do we have here? A young demigod child abandoned to the fate of death by the Gods of Olympus… when will they learn?" The voice was ruff and very low, like a male with more testosterone than he needed. The sounds seemed to come from the fox's mouth, but Percy couldn't believe that for a second, however to spoke once more, confirming Percy's theory.

"Sleep now young little demigod, there is no longer any need to worry." The fox said. Percy wasn't one to argue, so whatever this fox was going to do with him, it was much better than dying at the hands of some monster puppies. Percy heeded the fox's advice and passed out.

Percy awoke to have his vision assaulted by the rays of the sunlight. He felt sand beneath his body and he heard the crash of the waves against the shoreline. He wasn't sure what to make of this situation as he didn't exactly remember passing out near an ocean. Not that he was complaining, he always felt closer to the ocean more than anything, and he loved the water.

Slowly but hesitantly Percy sat up to find the fox that had rescued him sitting patiently beside him, waiting for him to awaken. They fox acknowledged the waking boy and turned its head to greet the young demigod.

"Greetings young demigod, did you sleep well?" The fox spoke. Percy remained silent, bewildered that a fox was talking to him, an animal that should not have been capable of human speech or communication! Percy's mouth slowly dropped to hang from his jaw as the fox seemed to smirk at him, mocking his innocence.

"You have been chased by monsters of urban legend, yet you're surprised by a talking fox? You are quite a strange one… yet you are a lot like him." The fox said staring off into the horizon. Percy thought it looked like one of those cheesy moments of remembrance from those movies he use to watch with his mother, but he saw the oldness in the eyes of this fox, a hurt so old and a memory so ancient that he felt getting older just by staring at the eyes of this fox!

"W-Who are you?" Percy managed to stammer out. The fox turned to acknowledge him again, this time with a more sympathetic smile, showing off the fox's impressive canines and razor sharp teeth.

"I go by many names, Percy Jackson, I've had names so old and so out of fashion you could laugh at them. I've been given names by the mortals of this earth, some cruel and foul, some out of fear, and some… out of friendship. I was known long ago as the Kyuubi no Yōkō… but that was a very long time ago… just call me Kurama." The now dubbed Kurama said with a light smirk.

Percy didn't see any violent intentions or vicious plots behind those eyes of Kurama, sure they were crimson blood red with a violent taint behind them, but Percy could feel no hidden vicious intent from the fox to harm him. Percy carefully stood up and examined his surroundings. It seemed he was on a beach, or a shoreline, but from where he was previously, he was sure that there was no beach or any kind of water source nearby.

"Where am I? This place doesn't seem familiar at all." Percy noted out loud as he looked to the fox for answers. The fox just chuckled lightly, but the laugh seemed more sinister than it was actually meant to be.

"It would seem you have never been to Alaska then child. You'll be safe here in this land with me. I intend you help you young Ningen. You're naivety about the world you truly belong in worries me a great deal child, I seek to rectify that." Kurama explained as he walked off back to the line of trees behind him, away from the shore. Percy turned to watch the fox leave and couldn't help but question one thing.

"Why did you help me? What do you want from me?" Percy questioned. He hated being left in the darkness about certain things, he didn't like not knowing what was happening or what was going to happen, and he also didn't like things happening for no apparent reason. Kurama turned and gave Percy an impassive look.

"I helped you because I owed a favor to an old friend. I promised him I would protect this land, and I have neglected it for a long time. This world has become polluted and foul, not like it once was. I helped you because… you reminded me of what he once was, and back then… I never helped him because I was…" Kurama trailed off. The fox spun and glared heavily at Percy causing him to stumble backwards. Kurama stood tall and strong above the demigod and looked down on him.

"The point is I see potential in you. You are a right in the middle of things much bigger than you would think, and you are much more important than you actually realize. If left on your own, you're knowledge about the world that has been hidden from you since your birth is insufficient, and right as of now, you are not even close to being ready to face the type of danger that hunts you." Kurama said. Percy frowned and made a face, his six year old mind not understanding everything that was being said; however before he could say anything, the fox cut him off.

"Your ignorance is rather large, but that is to be expected, considering your age. You are not yet ready to learn the truth of this dark world, however in time you will learn how to fight against it. Remember what happened with your mother. That will continue to happen until you learn how to stand on your own." Kurama said, putting it as simply as he could so the six year old could understand. Percy remained silent as the fox continued.

"For the time being, I have brought you to the land where they cannot reach you or harm you. It is here where you will become strong; where I will teach you what you need to know in order to survive the oncoming storm. That is all for now, I will tell you more as you grow older. Get use to the surroundings young Ningen, because this place…" Kurama said gesturing to the large forest behind him.

"-…Is your new home."

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Time is a funny and insignificant thing when you're young. You have no perception of it, nor do you seem to abide by the rules and responsibilities that come with the very idea of time. Percy seemed to recognize this quickly and grew up in a strange way. He had trouble adjusting to this lifestyle that the fox named Kurama had introduce him to.

Confused as he was he wasn't anywhere near the level Kurama wanted him to be. He got no rest, no breaks, no mercy as training began almost immediately. For the first few months, Percy hated Kurama. The fox showed him no sympathy, no respect and lastly, was just downright rude to the little boy.

Percy had attempted numerous times to run away, but only found himself in a similar situation as to when his mother died. Kurama saving him and dragging him back to his 'new home' in a vegetated and abandoned forest that was only ever used as a hunting ground for mortals.

Time seemed to pass slowly as Percy started to gain Kurama's respect in battle. When close to the water, Percy would provide enough of a challenge to get Kurama to take him seriously. The upset nature and unstable temper of a child was not to be underestimated, especially for a child of Poseidon. Enough emotional trauma and he could probably cause a tsunami to swallow the nearest beach.

Life was no means simple for Percy. The young boy was pushed to his very limits each day in more ways than one. The strain both mentally and physically felt like it was starting to give the poor boy PTSD, however his demigod nature prevented him from such a psychological effect early on in his life, but it was not impossible to gain. Give or take, demigods that attain PTSD only get even more dangerous.

Slowly, days turned to weeks, weeks turned to months and finally, those months turned to years and Percy really grew to see Kurama as a role model, almost like an uncle or a father figure. After he was nine, Kurama had explained his heritage to him, and explained just what it meant to be a demigod and why he was in danger. It was like a metaphorical mirror had been shattered for the boy. It took a few weeks to settle this new knowledge.

What really fuelled Percy's anger was the fact that his mother's death was not by any means, an accident, but an attempt by Hades to take revenge on his brothers for breaking a vow that they had promised to keep since world war two. Percy wasn't sure how to cope with this information, but instead of getting depressed and angry, he un-consciously decided to use this hatred and convert it to strength and determination to get stronger and help those that need it the most.

Thus a warrior was born, a shinobi was born. He would endure the darkness of this cursed world. He would shape the world with his blade, he would carve out the splinters, hammer in the pangs and cut out the infection that seemed to sit upon this world without anyone noticing. He would bring peace, he would end these pointless disputes and put an end to the hatred.

Because he would endure, he would push on when all the hope is lost, he would rise up and fight back. He was hope incarnate.

However, while these things may be true, he was still an inexperienced child, and for them to succeed, they must first be doomed to fail, and Percy was plagued by thoughts of doubt and failure. Kurama was to make sure, that this would change, it was only a matter of time.

But then again, time is a funny thing. When you're not looking it slips from your grasp and vanishes.

Four years passed swimmingly, with a few rough patches. It was rough and annoying for Kurama at first to baby sit the young child, but eventually, tough love seemed like a good choice to make. Percy had been carved into a warrior so dangerous, no sane demigod his age would even think of challenging him to a fight.

A medium sized blur shot through the trees with a make shift bow and arrow and a handmade hunting knife. Using the surroundings to his advantage, he swung from branches and landed on others, ran up trees using the stamina he had built up to push his way up to a new level of height in the trees.

Percy turned and notched a quick arrow and let it fly. It missed its target by mere millimeters, as his target dashed and zigzagged through the bushes below him. The shadowed figure with four tails hunted him restlessly through the day and nights that were his training. Percy narrowed his eyes as his ADHD kicked it and dodged a pounce from Kurama, however those long orange appendages he called tails wrapped around his neck and dragged him off the branch he was standing on, and pulled him towards the ground.

Percy stabilized in mid-air and managed to somersault, despite having a fox tail wrapped tightly around his head like a scarf in the winter. The demigod in training landed on his feet and rolled instantly to avoid taking the full consequences of the damage from falling. Percy unsheathed his knife and pointed it at the tail that was around his neck, causing an observing Kurama to smile and unwrap it slowly.

"Excellent recovery, for a boy with no chakra coils, I'm impressed." Kurama said unwrapping his tail from the boy's neck. Percy sighed and sheathed his knife and sat down, taking a swing of water from his flask, even the tiniest drops seemed to rejuvenate him.

"Yeah, yeah… that chakra stuff is weird. I don't understand it at all. You say a long time ago humans use to use it… said that with enough training a mere human could become more powerful than the gods." Percy said. Kurama looked out to the east as a flock of birds flew away and began to walk that way.

"Chakra is a long since forgotten term. People refer to it as magic now days. However chakra coils do not exist in the human body any longer. I do not know when, but they seemed to disappear over time. Follow me, we need to find food." Kurama said changing the subject. Percy frowned; he always seemed to change the subject when he brought up something that happened long ago.

From what Percy could gather, chakra was some sort of energy within people's bodies that let them perform feats that would amaze even the gods. However Kurama had informed him he did not have the ability to use chakra, nor did any other human on the planet, not even the gods. Chakra had long since gone, that age had passed.

Percy sighed and followed after Kurama, his footsteps silent as they connected with the ground. In front of Percy, Kurama smirked; it was time Percy moved onto his final stage of his training. He would break the news to the boy tonight during dinner, the final stage, but un-doubtfully the hardest part and possibly the most deadly part of what he had planned for the boy, the only blockade was whether or not he had the means to do it.

During dinner that night, Kurama watched Percy eat out of the corner of his eye as he lay next to the fire. Images from the past seem to play through the fire as Kurama watched impassively. So many events he recognized, so many times he saw him saving his friends and pushing himself to his limits, even surprising him for the briefest of times.

Then he looked at Percy, he saw much of him in that boy… so much conviction, so much determination never to give up. The boy would always stand back up after a beat down, the boy would always stand tall after being humiliated by the fox, nothing would set Percy off course, and he was just like him. It was almost hard for Kurama not to call Percy by his old friend's name. They were so alike in so many ways it scared the old fox, but in a good way.

"Ningen." Kurama said gaining the boys attention. Percy couldn't reply as he had a large volume of cooked boar meat in his mouth, so instead of acknowledging the fox properly, he just settled with an "Mmmmhmmhm?" to answer the fox. Kurama grumbled a bit but continued anyway.

"I think it's time we moved on to the final stages of your training here." Kurama said. Percy's eyes widened as he quickly finished his mouthful to question what kind of training it was. All he had been doing up till now was survival training and advanced hand to hand combat, along with knife and sword techniques and how to shoot a bow and arrow. He was terrible with a bow to begin with, but with Kurama's training, that was fixed fairly quickly.

"Really, what's the last stage?" Percy replied, eager to hear the next stage of his training. He had suggested he could move on about a year ago, but Kurama wasn't satisfied with what he had back then, and now he could see why, the look on Kurama's face was pained, but something told Percy if he screwed up this final part, it could mean something very bad.

"I will be teaching you how to utilize Senjutsu, the lost art that could put you on the same level as a god. However, with the world as it is now, Senjutsu can be quite unpredictable. The only people that were able to master it was my old friend and Pan, the god of the wild, and he's gone missing, and my old friend has… already passed away." Kurama said. Percy seemed confused at this, what was Senjutsu? The word seemed… dated, not right, out of place. He didn't know what it even stood for?

"What's Senjutsu? Don't you need chakra for that?" Percy questioned feeling a little bit confused. Every time he heard something with jutsu on the end, Kurama said that he would need chakra for it, which he doesn't have, so why did Kurama think he could use Senjutsu?

"Yes, you would need chakra for that to be the conductor for Senjutsu. In the way that Senjutsu works is that you draw in natural chakra and merge it with your own chakra. If done incorrectly, the flow of natural chakra can wield some… unwanted changes, possibly causing death. However while you do not have chakra, you have something else that would work." Kurama explained. Percy nodded.

"My godly side wields the ability to utilize this Senjutsu stuff? So what does this Senjutsu stuff give me that would benefit me?" Percy asked. Kurama just smirked; this boy just loved to ask questions and is always eager to improve. One of the many differences between his old friend and Percy. Percy seemed to show a bit more intelligence.

"I have theorized that while your demi-godly power is not chakra, it can work in similar ways. You're nature reflects around water and liquid being as you're a son of Poseidon." Kurama said. Percy was not shocked in the slightest, he had already been told this about a year or two ago. Still hard to believe, but after all that crap that happened after his mother died, all those monsters that came after him because of his powerful scent, it was hard to deny his godly heritage.

"Senjutsu would effectively make you a super human. You're five senses boosted to a level that no human would be able to reach. Your strength and speed would match that of the strongest of monsters, and your connection with nature will become stronger." Kurama explained with a grin. Percy narrowed his eyes at the last one.

"My connection with nature..? What does that mean?" He repeated. Kurama rolled his eyes, sometimes Percy just had to have the simplified explanation… just, like, him.

"It means you're in sync with your powers. In your case, controlling and manipulating water will become so easy you won't even break a sweat trying to cause a tsunami. In some instances, you might even be able to control other domains with enough practice." Kurama simplified. Percy made an 'oh' with his mouth and nodded projecting his understanding to the annoyed fox. Sometimes he was so much like him, it annoyed the fox a lot.

"However, learning Senjutsu will be extremely difficult. If done incorrectly you can die. I won't force this on you if you don't wish to train in Senjutsu, but I would recommend you attempt it. The risk of dying is high, but under my teaching, where have you ever gone wrong?" Kurama chuckled darkly. Percy sweat dropped at that last part. He could think of a number of instances where he almost died. This was no different, he already had the answer.

"I'll do it." Percy said without any hesitation. Kurama smirked and closed his eyes.

"I never doubt you for a second."

Two years seemed to pass rather slowly as Sage training had begun. It was off to a slow start, and so far, they had come to a brick wall that seemed almost impossible to break down. The very fact that chakra was part of Percy's body, was a changing factor that needed to be addressed. While it was chakra that flowed through his body, it was definitely something very similar, and worked in similar ways.

Kurama had never been so frustrated in his immortal tailed beast life. At least he had thought had never been this frustrated. Percy just couldn't seem to get the balance in Sage mode correctly. They had figured out he was capable of using it, and he was successful at gathering the natural chakra because of his connection to the ocean and nature itself, however he could not get the balancing correct.

Kurama could list off the countless times Percy had screwed up trying to access Sage Mode, and him having to use his tails to smack the Senjutsu out of Percy and absorb it himself, to keep Percy from turning to in a stone fox statue. Percy would grow a fox tail, or fox ears, whiskers, claws, sometimes fur even grew all over his body causing other various itching problems that Kurama had to listen to Percy complain about over, and over again.

Sage training was un-doubt-ably the hardest training of them all. At some point in time, he recalled a few of the Olympians attempting to learn the art, but feared to progress any further. Immortal of not if you turned into a stone statue, that was it, no second chances for you! Athena had tried, but her wisdom feared the outcome. Artemis had attempted but never actually finished the training in fear of the outcome.

Where they had failed, Percy would succeed. However, Percy's constant failure at attaining the balance in Sage Mode was almost making Kurama lose hope, but Percy always reassured him he would make the mark, and complete and master his Sage training. He wouldn't have it any other way otherwise.

As Percy continued his Sage training, Kurama noted that there was something happening in the north. A foul electrical tinge found its way into Kurama's senses. Something had upset Zeus and no doubt there was going to be a conflict over it. This went on and on for a few months before it stopped, and still Percy had made little progress on his Sage training. He needed a way to speed things up, so it was time to try something.

"Ningen, stop for a second. Let me try something." Kurama said as he used his power to shrink down to a much smaller fox than before. He was almost the size of Percy's arm, and this was the size he needed to attempt his little experiment.

Kurama hopped onto Percy's shoulder and merged with the young demigod. The merge was successful, however Percy didn't notice anything.

"What are you doing? You know you could fall off if I moved right?" Percy said. Kurama smirked at Percy's statement.

"You could try, but I won't budge." Kurama stated. Percy decided to play that bet; he twisted turned and shook his shoulders as hard as he could. Kurama didn't budge at all, instead the fox yawned as if to mock the young demigod.

"Would you like me to explain why I'm doing this, or would you rather continue shake and look like an idiot trying to get a fox off of your shoulder?" Kurama asked mockingly. Percy just huffed and sighed. It wasn't like he was getting anywhere with this anyway. Advice from the fox would probably help him.

"Fine whatever, what are you up to?" Percy questioned. Kurama cleared his throat.

"I'm going to attempt to do the balancing for you. Since you can already feel the natural energy around you and can utilize it, you should be able to feel how I balance it for you. You're going to have to remember how it feels, how it tastes. Do not forget the flow; do not forget the end result." Kurama said as he started the process. Percy closed his eyes as felt the process begin.

After a few seconds, the outer of Percy's eyes gained a red furry tint to them as well as his eye lids. As Percy opened his eyes, his eyes were no longer sea green, but crimson red with a narrow slit down the middle for his pupil. A wave of indescribable pleasure and awareness rushed through his body, freshening his senses and waking him up.

Percy felt amazing; it was like nothing he had ever felt before! He could feel everything, he felt more resistant to damage, he felt stronger, his senses were sharper than ever before and overall he just felt like a whole new person.

"Whoa." Was all Percy managed to get out. Kurama just chuckled.

"Yes this is what it's like to master Sage Mode; this is what it feels like to be one with nature itself. Pan managed to get to the point where he was always in this mode because it was addicting, but he had mastered it so well, he didn't have to worry about the negatives of the form. You do not have that kind of mastery yet." Kurama said as he hopped off Percy's shoulder.

Instantly, the Sage Mode went astray and Percy fell out of it and landed on his backside. However Percy was smiling, he now knew how to balance it properly, all he needed now was to practice and make it perfect. There was no time to lose. Kurama said time was closing in and that he would have to return back to the world of the gods, but now, he had something that would make him ready for it.

"Try it again now, this time, focus and try and replicate how I did it for you." Kurama ordered. The fox sat patiently a few feet in front of Percy who sat down in a lotus stance and resumed channeling nature energy. For a few moments, Percy had it perfected; there wasn't a single flaw in his transformation. The hues of red around his eyes were phenomenal, and his power seemed to triple from what Kurama could tell.

"He's getting it…" The fox thought as Percy continued to concentrate. After a while, the transformation seemed to once again go astray as Percy lost control. Kurama reared a tail and smacked the child of Poseidon upside the head, draining and absorbing all the natural chakra he had collected.

"Good, you almost had it. A little more practice and you will have this down. After you have managed to gain control of Sage Mode, we will begin practicing and utilizing how to use it during combat and how to activate it quickly in time of need." Kurama said. Percy rubbed the sore spot on his head where Kurama had hit him, but nodded quickly as he got back to perfecting his control over natural energy.

"This kid is really like you… I hope you're watching, old friend. He carries your will; no doubt he is your successor." Kurama thought as he smacked Percy again with one of his tails, draining the Senjutsu chakra out of the boy's system.

As soon as Percy hit fourteen years old, something happened. Kurama noticed the boy seemed restless and distracted. He questioned this and found out the boy had been having strange dreams about a camp full of demigods, and a boy named Luke. Percy didn't know what to think of these dreams but somehow he felt the need to investigate them further.

Kurama decided it was time for Percy to reconnect with the land of the gods and return to where he was destined to be. Kurama didn't exactly like destinies, his only friend fell to the last destiny he was involved in and couldn't help but feel sorry for the things that awaited Percy in the future.

Before Percy left, Kurama gave him a summoning contract. Using Senjutsu chakra, Percy could summon Kurama at any time he wished since he had almost perfected Sage Mode now, but summoning would only last a few minutes before returning Kurama to the place before he had been summoned.

Percy also found he could perform feats he wasn't able to without Sage Mode, like sticking to vertical surfaces and incomparable sensory. He could practically hear and see a single rabbit move around from about ten miles away with Senjutsu chakra running through his godly veins.

All those years of hard work, blood, sweat and tears had paid off and now Percy was a force to be reckoned with. According to Kurama, Percy had the skills on par with some of the hunters of Artemis, and with the additional attributes of Sage Mode, he could be on par with Artemis herself along with some of the other gods or even Titans!

Sage Training was a lost art after all, the extraordinary power that hadn't been seen for tens of thousands of years was now in the capable hands of a demigod whose intentions and goals were all pure.

So here Percy was in the present day, dashing through the forests of Maine in a blur. No one could even see the boy. He was dressed in a dark black jacket, black leather combat boots, finger-less gloves, and loose fitting trousers. Although he loved the color blue, he couldn't help but agree with Kurama that black was the way to go.

Kurama had once told him his old friend use to run around with bright orange colors that would make anybody cringe. Percy didn't exactly understand why this was, but Kurama had said that it was a time period joke he wouldn't understand so Percy dropped that topic.

Percy arrived at his destination, a place called 'Westover Hall' somewhere in Maine. He had dreams about this place, about a boy that was half-goat and half boy tracking some kids. He had these dreams consistently so Percy took it as his godly heritage telling him that he had spent enough time in the shadows and it was time to come back out. So this place was his first stop.

The school was on holiday break apparently and a school ball was coming up in a week. In fact, the ball was in three days! Percy seemed to frown at this as he headed inside. Naturally he walked past all the staff and students helping to set up for the school ball. It must have been the time of year when parents came to visit.

Hiding his face under his hood slightly, Percy activated Sage Mode and searched the area for any clues or anything to go by based on what his dreams were focused around. Sadly, there was no goat boy nearby, however there were the two children here, the ones that he had seen in his dreams. They were off sitting on the bleachers. The younger boy was playing cards while the girl seemed to look board.

Percy decided not to approach them as he really had nothing to say to them. He wasn't even sure on what to say even if he did go over and talk to them. He was aware there were monsters around, with Sage Mode on, his scent was masked by the smell of nature, but it still wouldn't be enough for any monster curious enough to investigate.

Still Percy found himself at a dead end. He went and sat down in a chair in one of the corners and mulled over what his dreams were about again. Kurama had advised him that when demigods had dreams, they actually meant something. He wasn't sure what these dreams he was having right now meant. He saw a series of events play out in his mind when he dreamed about Westover Hall. Something important was supposed to happen here that involved those two kids sitting over there on the bleachers.

Wait, where were they? Percy's eyes darted around in a panicked state only to find that they were just walking to the bathrooms. Percy sweat dropped and rubbed his head sheepishly. One of his first solo missions and he was already panicking!

"I am way too paranoid. Thanks Kurama and your Sage training for making me believe that I'm in danger every second of my life." Percy sulked slightly as he continued to stare plainly at the ceiling. Percy deactivated Sage mode and decided to just relax for a while. He had hiked all the way here, catching a few rides along the way.

The next few days were quite uneventful. What seemed to nag at Percy was that he was being watched, and his instincts were right too. Percy was being watched by a man named Dr Thorn. The man had approached him a few times with a few different teachers. Thanks to Kurama's training, Percy learned how to manipulate the mist to some sort of degree, and by incorporating Senjutsu into the mist, sometimes he could fool monsters into doing things, but it really depended on how aware they were of the mist being used on them.

Dr Thorn was undoubtedly a monster, Percy could almost smell the foul stench radiating off of the disguised man. When Percy activated Sage mode to check what kind of monster, Percy saw right through the illusion and found that under that disguise was an ugly, yet quite a powerful Manticore, which begged the question as to why Percy was able to manipulate him with Senjutsu incorporated mist.

The answer was he wasn't, Thorn was playing him, testing him to see how much the boy was aware of his demigod blood. So Percy decided to play with the shadows and avoid the man, yet keep an eye on him at the same time as well as watching the twins.

It wasn't till that very night that things started to play up. While sitting on the bleachers, a few rows to the right and a couple of steps up from the twins, Percy sat with his hood over his head with Sage Mode activated. With his Senjutsu, he could see the entire crowd along with the teachers dancing and mingling with each other, having a good time.

What he could also see were a group of kids his age, definitely not from around here, and in that group was the goat kid he was having dreams about, boys name was…. Grover, a Satyr was the Greek name for his kind he believed.

Along with him were a two others he didn't recognize at all. One was a beautiful blonde girl who wore skinny jeans and a large Kathmandu jacket to keep her warm. It was the middle of winter and it was snowing outside, however Percy didn't even feel the cold, his connection with nature nullified that for reasons he didn't understand, but it didn't matter, it was just a nice benefit to have.

The other girl seemed more like a punk type of girl. She wore black just like him. She wore a black Green day T-shirt, tattered mainstream jeans with typical 'cool' looking holes in them and some ordinary black sneakers. She was also wearing a jacket like the blonde girl.

As Percy watched this group, they noticed Thorn staring at them and decided to mingle with the other kids in the gym. It was a poor attempt to disguise themselves and Percy would have laughed at it if he wasn't trying to remain incognito himself, but as he watched Thorn, the man muttered something to himself and walked towards the exit.

It was at this very moment that the twins decided to get up and head for the exit as well. Percy saw that it was the older looking sister that was urging her bother to leave with her, despite his dismay; it looked like he wanted to finish playing his little card game before he left, but she was having none of it. Percy watched them head for the exit before getting up and following them himself.

Pushing through the crowd, he avoided the demigods and Satyr that were trying to remain undetected and followed on after the demigod kids that were obviously walking right into a trap.

Percy walked right out into the foyer and looked towards the main entrance. The twins were standing there petrified, rooted to the spot. The little boy was shaking in fear, while the girl had turned towards him and shook her head, sending a silent plead that Percy read was to 'run for your life'!

A distortion of something sharp cutting through the air reached Percy's Senjutsu enhanced ears as his hand instantly shot up and caught the large projectile before it hit his right shoulder. Percy looked at it with a frown, seeing the poison dripping from it. With a scowl he crushed in with the hand he caught it with, turning it to nothing but dust.

Out of the shadows from his right, emerged Dr Thorn, except with noticeable changes, one of them was the large tail waving around behind him. The man had whisker marks and seemed to have feral tiger-like eyes. This was only a particle Manticore transformation from what Percy could deduct.

"Very interesting, it would take years of training in reaction time and reflex to be able to even dodge one of my spikes, let alone catch one. Quite an impressive feat, what is your name child?" Thorn asked. Percy scowled from under his hood, his Senjutsu clearly hidden from enemy view. From the other room, he could feel the demigods gathering and coming this way, he had to wrap this up before they get drawn into the fight.

"Percy Jackson, and I would assume you are a Manticore, correct?" Percy questioned, although he already knew the answer. One of the lovely things about Sage Mode was that he could easily see through the mist easier than even the most talented mortal could. No disguise or mist could hide from natural energy.

"Percy Jackson? That is an almost believable lie. That boy died years ago, the son of Poseidon no longer lives." Thorn snarled. Percy deactivated Sage Mode and lifted his hood revealing the sea green eyes and black raven hair. Thorn gasped and balled a fist that was now forming a paw with very, very sharp claws.

"Impossible… If I didn't smell your scent so obviously days ago I would have completely called myself a liar. You disappeared off any kind of radar we have, we had assumed you were killed in Hades's attempt to get even with his brothers. Lord Kronos must be informed of this new development!" Thorn rambled on. Percy's eyes widened as he lifted the hood back over his head and activated Sage Mode. His eyes turned crimson red, and a hidden red furry hue circled his eyes.

Just at that moment, the two demigods and the Satyr burst into the room, weapons drawn and ready to fight. Lightening was crackling around the black haired girls spear. The other girl had a bronze knife out in one hand and a green Yankees hat in the other which made Percy raise an eyebrow at her choice of weapon. The Satyr had his pipes ready, but was eying him strangely; no doubt the Satyr was sensing the strange natural energy in Percy's body.

"Hold it right there!" The black haired girl shouted, freezing Dr Thorn and making Percy tense. He was quite sure that in this situation he was also classified as an enemy in their books. As far as he knew, Kurama told him that these days, Satyrs were sent out to help rescue demigods, not doubt these demigods and this Satyr were here to rescue the other two as he was still incognito.

Thorn snarled, and like a bullet, he dashed and grabbed the two defenseless demigods and sped out into the dark snowy forest, attempting to make his escape. Percy reacted instantly and raced after the Manticore at speeds that should have been impossible for a human.

"Whoa, that was unexpected." Annabeth said staring wide eyed at the spot Percy had been in just seconds ago. Thalia growled as she began to run after the escapee's.

"Come on! We're going to lose him, let's go goat-boy, Annie!"

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As swift as the wind, nothing broke his stride as he vaulted and weaved through the tree branches in pursuit of Dr Thorn. Whatever the Manticore was trying was easily enough to get Percy riled and his blood pumping. Through this icy blizzard, the kids would certainly freeze soon, so Percy had to assume there was something waiting for Thorn up ahead.

Percy landed in the clearing and unsheathed two celestial bronze dangers. The hood shielded his Senjutsu perfectly as he held the two daggers like he would knives, ready to back stab. It was one of the ways Kurama taught him to hold a dagger, although the Fox sometimes referred to them as kunai, which was a strange name but Percy didn't dwell on it.

"End of the line Thorn, why does this involve the two kids over there?" Percy said gesturing to the two unaware demigod children who were having trouble comprehending the situation. Percy felt that just below the cliff they were standing on was water, or the ocean. It occurred to him briefly that he could push them off and use his Senjutsu enhanced powers whisk them away to safety, but they would never survive the fall, falling from this height and hitting water would be like hitting concrete.

Thorn snarled and hurled a barrage of poisons spikes at Percy. The young child of Poseidon deflected every single one with relative ease and unrivaled reaction time. A low feral growl emitted from the throat of the monster. The monster charged Percy, and Percy mirrored the movements and charged at Thorn.

Thorn went for a swipe; Percy saw the muscles move in the Manticore and predicted this movement. Using his superior strength, Percy leaned on his right foot, and using his hand to push the swipe from the Manticore's claw as it went passed his face. Thorn was thrown off balance slightly as Percy twirled elegantly and embedded the dagger close to the neck of the monster.

Thorn jumped back and howled in both anger and rage; ripping out one dagger and throwing it to the side, the Manticore launched into another attack, throwing spikes and swiping at the same time, hitting nothing but air. Percy dodged, evaded every attack Dr Thorn threw at him.

"Why can't I hit you!?" Thorn bellowed in rage. Percy just huffed in annoyance as he dodged another volley of spikes.

"You're too slow Thorn, and outmatched." Percy stated. Thorn went for another swipe, but over extended too far, Percy leaned in for the advantage but Thorn managed to twist his body, narrowly evading the dodge. However Thorn was meet by a winding punch to his face, that felt like Percy had actually hit him, but at the same time, he didn't.

Thorn stumbled back in complete shock, feral eyes trying to stare into Percy's but being protected by the darkness that the hood provided, shielding his face.

"B-But how..? I wasn't even hit by you! It was like I was hit by some kind of invisible force! How did you do that?" Thorn demanded angrily. Percy just smirked under his hood and silently thanked Kurama for teaching him Sage Arts as well as a few Sage Techniques that manipulated some forces of nature, like wind. However being the Son of Poseidon, some of these forces were restricted, and took great effort to control.

"Trade secret." Percy brushed off, earning an annoyed roar out of Thorn. Thorn was about to launch into another attack but was struck by a bolt of lightning. His daze and momentary shock forced Percy to spin around and investigate exactly where that power came from.

From his knowledge, Gods were not allowed to interfere with natural affairs on the mortal world. So unless Zeus was deciding to break the rules, which wouldn't be so surprising, and mess around with mortal affairs… or there was a child of Zeus around here somewhere.

Oddly enough, Percy found this out to be the latter of his assumption, seeing as the three demigods came out of the forest behind him, looking puffed and tired, and covered in leaves, causing Percy to snicker slightly under his hood. They were slow and seemed to drag have the forest with them as they came out.

"Oh lovely, more demigod children to ruin my day. This could have been easy, but now it's just become a whole lot more complicated!" Thorn bellowed as he leapt backwards on defense. Thalia raised her spear and her shield, preparing to attack, along with Annabeth who drew her knife. The Satyr seemed to be lagging behind, trying to catch his breath as he only just arrived now.

Right as things seemed to being going south, a hunting horn sounded to the east of them. Percy's head snapped to the direction from where the sound came from and muttered under his breath. From the looks of the others, the black haired girl known as Thalia seemed to silently scream under her breath while having her eyes closed. Thorn seemed to just go completely deadpan, like Murphy's Law was just playing with him today.

A silver arrow streaked out of the east and embedded itself into Thorn's upper torso. This arrow was followed by a large volley of the same type of arrow, which Thorn managed to evade at the last possible second. Everyone turned to the where the arrows originated from and found what looked like a Girl Scout group emerging from the darkness of the forest.

They were all dressed in Ski jackets and jeans wielding bows equipped with arrows, and hunting knives at their side. Each one seemed to glow with this majestic silver shine, which seemed to enhance their beauty to a whole new level. However, with Senjutsu, Percy was able to deduct that it was a blessing of some sort, nature and time seemed to bend around them, thus creating the silver glow.

"The Hunters of Artemis, didn't think I'd run into them so soon." Percy thought as he watched an older girl emerge from the pack. She had her own aura to her, her light brown skin and dark volcanic rock eyes. She had a circlet on her head; with he guessed was some sort of Lieutenant Position because the other girl had emerged definitely had another feeling to her. With Senjutsu, Percy saw how much power this twelve year old girl radiated, no doubt she was the one dubbed as Artemis.

"Requesting permission to execute milady?" The Lieutenant asked notching her bow with a silver arrow. All the other girls mimicked her movements as the younger looking goddess seemed to stare at him strangely before staring back at the Manticore who was on the verge of a break down.

"This is not fair! A direct interference of Ancient Laws! This is absolute madness!" Thorn raged staring at the yellowed eyed goddess. She scowled turning to look in the opposite direction of the Manticore, enraging him further.

"I believe you are mistaken." She responded calmly. The girls beside her stood like statues, full of confidence and clam, not even shaking at how cold it was. Their bows were armed, aimed at the poor Manticore suffering from a bad case of Murphy's Law.

"The hunting of all wild creatures within my domain, and you foul beast, are also an acceptation to this. Zoe, permission granted." She responded coldly. Even the frozen air didn't seem cold enough to justify her tone of voice.

However before the hunters could even fire, Thorn dashed to the side quicker than anyone could follow and wrapped his tail around the closest, most defenceless person he could find, which just happened to be Annabeth who was caught off guard. She screamed as the tail wrapped around her and dragged her towards the cliff-side.

Thorn held the girl up as a human shield, causing Artemis to growl as she notched her own bow. Thorn grinned as he turned to Percy who was ready to dash at Thorn and turn him into mashed potato for slipping his senses so easily.

"This has been an interesting night but I feel as if I should take my leave. I should hope we not cross paths again Percy Jackson or my lord will make you suffer. You have hindered our plans this time, but things will change, son of Poseidon." Thorn growled. The hunters, including Artemis turned to Percy with surprised expressions along with the Satyr and Thalia.

"Son of… Poseidon?" Thalia murmured, completely forgetting Annabeth was captured. With that final statement, Thorn turned to jump off the cliff with sickened and frightened looking Annabeth with him. Percy saw this as panic entered his heart as he applied all the power his Senjutsu could muster and literally exploded forward, the ground and snow he was standing on a split second ago smashed and blew backwards as the son of Poseidon took off.

The hood came off revealing the Senjutsu enhanced Percy, but only one certain female was able to pick up on that. Time was slow for Percy as he dashed for Annabeth as they had just jumped off the cliff-side.

Percy slid, unsheathing his dagger and stabbing it into the ground as support, and at the very same time, just managing to grab a hold of Annabeth's arm. Annabeth dangled on the cliff side with Thorn hanging onto her leg while Percy was supporting them. No one in the clearly even dared to move, the suspense was too much to bare for any of them.

Annabeth caught sight of Percy's feral eyes, the red hue around the outers them with the single slit down the middle of his iris for the pupil. For a split second she was caught in them, wondering just who this boy named Percy Jackson was, and where had he been all her life.

His face went red with strain as he clenched his eyes shut and tried to pull them up. To everyone's surprise, Percy was actually succeeding. Thorn growled once again and attacked Percy from below, throwing a sharp spike at Percy who was unable to defend himself.

"Stop interfering brat!" He bellowed as he threw the spike. The spike impacted Percy's shoulder but wasn't strong enough to full embed into his skin, with Senjutsu circling through Percy's body, everything was increased, even the density of his skin. So while the spike did pierce his skin, it wasn't enough to fully stay there.

The sudden pain that shot through Percy's shoulder forced his grip on Annabeth to loosen and slip. She screamed as both she and Thorn plummeted into the mist and into the ocean below. Percy quickly got to his knees, his focus and concentration slipped and Sage Mode ran out causing his eyes to return to the normal sea green color, and the pain in his shoulder to intensify.

"NO!" Percy screamed. He tried to feel for the impact at the bottom, since there was an ocean below them, but there was nothing, they vanished into thin air, and Percy knew that things don't just vanish into thin air. What had just happened? Had he failed to protect someone? Had they died because of his arrogance? Why hadn't he just finished the monster off quickly instead of toying with him?

Percy knew he had made a foolish mistake that had just probably just cost a young demigod her life, and until he knew if she was alive or not, and until he had fixed his mistake, he knew he wouldn't be able to sleep soundly again. It hadn't been long since he left Kurama's tutelage, but now he knew he needed to talk to the Fox again, he needed the mentoring, maybe he wasn't ready yet…

Percy stood up, still looking over the edge of the cliff as he took out a water bottle and poured it over his shoulder, the water soaking his bloodied shoulder and healing it instantly. He took out some self-made ambrosia squares and ate one as he mulled over his thoughts.

The silence was uncomfortable once Percy became aware of it. The son of Poseidon turned hesitantly towards the others, feeling all eyes on him. He felt the certain hard, cold gaze of the goddess glaring at him from a few feet away. He turned towards her and bowed slightly, out of respect; she just narrowed her eyes and turned to Zoe who just happened to be also glaring at the boy, but with a mixture of surprise and disgust.

"Go set up camp, I must converse with the offspring of my uncle." She said. Zoe said nothing, nodding and spared one more glare at Percy before signalling the other hunts to scatter and set up a camp site in their area. Percy saw the goddess approaching him, along with Thalia and the Satyr on the other side. For a moment Percy felt threatened, but was reassured when the goddess spoke.

"We mean no harm; I only wish to speak with you, Percy Jackson." She said the name, as if she couldn't believe he was even here. Percy turned to Thalia and the Satyr, the girl just seemed to stop a few feet in front of him with her arms crossed, the Satyr seemed to stare wide eyed at Percy like he was some sort of miracle.

"Percy Jackson, I can't believe you're alive! I mean, where have you been this whole time? I've been looking for you for ages, you weren't even-" Grover started but was cut off as Artemis raised her hand to silence the goat boy.

"What he means to say is, we have been looking for you. After the events with your mother a few years ago, Poseidon almost waged war against Hades for instigating such a threat. You were believed to be dead, but Hades was investigated, only to have been found with your mother, not you. You seemed to just disappear." Artemis said with narrowed eyes. She was also getting to the point that people don't just disappear.

"I was on the run for a while. Was taken in here and there by mortal families, but that didn't last long as monsters found me fast. I was eventually saved by a spirit and shipped off a few hundred miles." Percy said. Artemis narrowed her eyes.

"I see, your supposed death has caused a lot of strife up on Olympus. Your 'death' had Poseidon absolutely outraged towards every single god. It didn't matter if they had nothing to do with it, he had lost trust for his brothers and sisters in the council." Artemis stated. Percy raised his eyebrows at that.

"I have?" Artemis scowled but wasn't the one to answer, this time it was Thalia.

"Of course you idiot! I only woke up a few months ago and all I've been hearing is Percy Jackson this and Percy Jackson that! Rumour has it that Poseidon has abandoned the Olympian council out of anger that he has been betrayed by his family!" Thalia almost screamed. She seemed pretty pissed at Percy for this.

"That is no rumor. Poseidon only trusts a hand full of the Olympians now, including myself, Apollo, Hestia and Hermes. He came to me and tasked me to find you at all costs. Up till now, all I have had is cold leads. Where have you been boy?" Artemis asked once again. Percy sighed.

"Well I was in Alaska." Percy stated. Artemis gaped while Grover seemed to choke on his own breath and almost faint. Thalia just seemed to go white, looking at Percy like he was some kind of crazy person.

"A-Alaska? Why in the name of all things Olympian were you there!?" Grover almost screamed, on the verge of a heart attack. Percy scowled.

"Well excuse me for being attacked, blacking out and waking out a few hundred miles from my home. Can't say it's been an absolute roller coaster ride trying to figure out all this crazy stuff. When my teacher told me I was demigod I almost laughed at him, but considering all the shit I've been through, I kind of had no ammunition to deny that with!" Percy fought back. Grover seemed to shut up along with Thalia. Artemis ran a hand through her auburn hair.

"Okay, so if you were in Alaska, why are you here now? Surely this isn't just a coincidence." Artemis said eyeing Percy. She wanted to question his strange power after Thalia and Grover had left, it was something she needed to know. Percy just turned away from them and looked off into the distance.

"I had these… dreams. Told me to come to Maine, I don't really know why I am here. I guess it was just somewhere to start." Percy replied. Artemis raised an eyebrow, curious; this boy was truly a mystery.

"Who told you to come here? Did the dreams tell you to come to Maine specifically?" She asked. Percy hummed in thought; he tried to recall his reasons for coming here in the first place. The dreams were telling him to make his way to Maine, so that a group of demigods could lead him home, but his home was where Kurama was. He now had a taste of what demigod life was like, and didn't really like it, but Kurama told him he had a duty to for fill in this world.

"A voice, in my head, in my dreams… told me that if I came here, I would find some way to get home. I've never known a place that I've called home before other than with my mom. I've always been on the move." Percy said. Artemis had to sympathize with the boy to a certain degree. The hunt truly had no home at all, they were always mobile. The whole world was their home in a sort.

"I think that voice of yours was telling you to return to Camp Half-Blood." Thalia spoke up. Grover nodded in agreement. Percy turned to look at them questionably. Kurama had once mentioned a camp called Camp Half-Blood, said it was a very risky place to stay. Demigods get sent out on quests all the time, and sometimes they don't come back at all. It didn't sound like a very nice home to him.

"She's right, you're dreams are probably telling you to return to camp. It's a sanctuary were all demigods can go for training and safety." Artemis said. Percy just scowled.

"My teacher mentioned that place… how children get sent out on quests, most of the time. It seems safe, depends really." Percy said. Thalia scowled while Grover didn't really understand what Percy was trying to say. Artemis narrowed her eyes, sticking Percy into the type of demigod group that classified as nature lovers. They spent their time alone and isolated in nature and didn't really crave for loud places like camp. She could already see Percy's dislike for a place like that.

"Who is this teacher you refer to? You're obviously very skilled, what's his name?" Thalia asked. Percy turned to her and scowled, knowing full well how well Kurama valued his privacy.

"That, does not concern you." Percy retorted. Thalia's eyes flashed dangerously as she stepped up to Percy, getting right in his face… however he didn't budge or look intimidated at all.

"You better speak up or we might just classify you as a spy for the Titans. Wouldn't want that now do we mister secretive?" Thalia taunted, her hands crackling with electricity. Percy scowled and narrowed his eyes at her.

"You are certainly quick to temper you know that? You're not very intimidating just so you know." Percy said with a mocking tone in his voice. Kurama was a much better at using intimidation than this little girl, despite them being the same age, Percy could already tell he was much better than her.

Thalia was about to blast Percy into the next dimension, but Artemis intervened, stepping in between them.

"Enough! Do not let your ridiculous father's traits and arrogance corrupt you both." She turned to Percy who seemed to be annoyed by Thalia's lack of self-constraint.

"We will speak of your origins, skills and knowledge later." Artemis said, making Percy nod and swallow nervously at her commanding tone. The one thing you never do is refuse a goddess's orders, especially Artemis. She then turned to Thalia whose electric blue eyes wanted to gain Superman's heat vision and melt Percy down to a puddle of boiling sea water.

"Calm yourself sister, do not lose yourself to our father's arrogant traits. He has his reasons, and I intent to extract them myself, but right now you must leave him alone." Artemis commanded. Thalia nodded, turned and stormed away, summing up in her head that tonight had been a disaster.

Artemis just sighed and walked off back to the camp her hunters had set up, knowing full well, that tonight… was going to be a long night.

Holy shit I am so tired right now. I need sleep and I was plagued by completing this damn pilot chapter. So basically this is a new idea. Probably won't be so popular considering Naruto will play a very minor role in this story. I know we all love Naruto but come on, Percy is cool too right? I mean when I look at the two and compare the two personality wise, they share a lot of similarities. It also irks me in such a way that Percy seems to get bashed quite a lot in some of those other stories. Once again, like I said in Team of Two with Sakura, I just don't get it, :/.

I might not update this for a little while, considering that this is kind of a One shot, but if it evolves then I might continue with it. I don't know, but I want to continue with Team of Two right now, so thanks for reading I guess. Man i'm tired.

Peace.